Among Wang Jinzhu's nearly two hundred letters, there are yellow military letters and purple military letters, but there is no blue army mail, the most precious one.
To say that there is disappointment, there is definitely some. After all, as soon as the time-traveling heroine appears, she can pick up "Big Dragon Stamps" and "the mountains and rivers of the motherland are red" whenever she picks up rags.
But Yun Shu has long understood what "creation comes from reality, but is higher than reality".
Especially if you pay attention to the content of YY, you will be wrong if you take it seriously.
It was not until later that Yun Shu actually owned a Blue Army stamp that he learned that the "Military Poster" stamp issued in 1953 was quickly stopped for various reasons and was withdrawn and destroyed shortly after its issuance.
During this period, the "Yellow Army Post" was the first to be distributed to grassroots units, so more of it was retained; the "Purple Army Post" was distributed to military region agencies for use, and relatively few were retained; while the "Blue Army Post" was not distributed, and only a very small amount was leaked out.
This also explains why there is no blue army post in Wang Jinzhu's letters.
This is all for later.
Because Da Zhuang knew the existence of these letters, he would even come down to read them from time to time, as if he could touch traces of his parents' existence.
Therefore, Yun Shu did not store these letters in the space, but kept them in the ebony box as before and placed them in the secret room.
When Yun Shu came up from the cellar, she quickly forgot about the stamps, because there were more things waiting for her.
Although the bell of the army did not ring until after dinner, Yun Shu's family still had a meal of white flour dumplings filled with pickled cabbage and deep-fried stuffing.
The white noodles were sent by my grandfather at the request of the village party secretary. In addition to two kilograms of white noodles, there were also two deep-fried dough sticks that had long since cooled down and become hard.
Before leaving, Zhao Yongqing, the village party secretary, looked at Yun Shu who looked confused and said: "Da Ya, your father asked your uncle to tell you that you can just eat the dumplings, don't give them to him."
Zhao Yongqing then sighed, "Da Ya, uncle knows that you have resentment in your heart, and your father is not innocent either, but as the saying goes, everything will be well with the family..."
Yun Shu's heart softened for a moment, but after hearing Uncle Zhao's words, it hardened again. Cooperating with Jiahe could put their family at a disadvantage.
But she didn't show it on her face, but said awkwardly: "Logically speaking, there is no reason for us to eat well and not give it to grandma. But since I said it, I won't give it to you today. Don't worry, uncle." Bar!"
Zhao Yongqing showed a helpless expression and nodded to Yun Shu, "You girl!" After saying that, he shook his head and left.
It is difficult for an upright official to deal with family matters, and every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. The "family harmony" that Uncle Wang wants may not be possible.
After Yun Shu waited for the village party secretary to leave, she expressionlessly chopped the two fried dough sticks into the fried badger seeds. Among those who were reluctant to drink a bowl of soy milk in the morning, she was her father, just for this reason. Mrs. Wang can no longer enjoy these dumplings.
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The next day, the rice and flour exchanged by the team leader and village party secretary began to be distributed.
This year, because the working pigs paid a good price, the team leader and the village party secretary were willing to reward the members in exchange for 100 jins of rice and 100 jins of white flour.
This distribution method is the same as meat, divided by head, with a quota of half a catty per person.
Yun Shu didn't want it at first. After all, their family was in debt on the account of the brigade headquarters, and now they are eating and drinking on the surface. Isn't this just making people gossip?
But I don’t know since when, there were rumors in the entire Qingxi Brigade and even in the surrounding villages, saying that "the three poor little guys from Wang Jinzhu’s family in the Qingxi Brigade, who have no father and no mother, have at least a few hundred quick dollars in their hands."
Yun Shu watched coldly, looking at the performance of the villagers, but most people in the village did not believe it.
After all, who the old lady of the Wang family and Xia Zhaodi were, even if they didn't know it before, they now know it after Yun Shu made such a fuss.
If the three children really had that much money, it would have been in the hands of these two people long ago.
Moreover, all the men who went to help carry the furniture knew that the old lady of the Wang family and Xia Zhaodi returned the forty yuan, which was forced by the captain.
But there are people who don’t believe it, and there are naturally people who believe it.
Although most people these days are simple and simple, there are also many who have bad intentions.
There are quite a few "second-rate people" in Shiliba Village who have nothing to do and are sneaky.
If you have the truth, you are not afraid of thieves stealing, but you are afraid that thieves will miss you.
So when it was time to distribute the rice and flour, Yun Shu also went there and not only paid off the family's debt, but also took out fifty yuan and put it in the account of the brigade headquarters.
Then, in front of the whole village, she looked at a few gossiping old women and said: "My family's money is not something that anyone can care about. I have spent it all, and I can't give it to outsiders. Aunt, aunt, If you remember the kindness of my parents, please spread the word to me. If anyone steals from me, you will be responsible for your life and death."
Xikten, who was invited by Da Zhuang to install some big clamps that could break the legs of wild boars and tigers, heard this and moved his eyebrows. Then he looked at the few people around him and felt that Da Ya was scaring people. Among the fun friends is the obscure Xu Wufu.
He said helplessly: "Don't take it as a joke. What that girl said is true. If there are young people who really want to climb over the wall, they will be disabled even if they don't die. Under the wall of their house, there are all tiger hunting traps, and That girl dug the deep holes herself and put sharp wooden thorns in them. Think about the blind bear who was stabbed to death some time ago..."
Before Xikten could finish speaking, the young people around him couldn't help but tremble. Xu Wufu was also startled, "Is that girl so cruel?" The beating his stupid nephew received was still light.
Da Zhuang had already told Xi Ke Teng about his apprenticeship. Xi Ke Teng saw that Da Zhuang's temperament was also suitable for being a hunter. In addition, because Wang Jin Zhu had learned hunting from Mr. Sun, he and Wang Jin Zhu had some friendship, so Xi Ke Teng I told my grandfather that after the Chinese New Year, I would officially accept Da Zhuang as my disciple.
Since Da Zhuang is his apprentice, Da Ya can also be considered one of his own. It is not a good word for a girl to be called cruel.
"No matter whose mouth this rumor comes from, is it because he hopes for the good of those three children? They are all forced to do this, can't they be ruthless? I am telling you, I am also asking you to give in to the outsiders. Zhuang Fang said, anxious wolf cubs are not easy to mess with. Besides, these three children belong to our village. If they are bullied by outsiders, it will be a slap in the face for the brothers, and we don’t have to do it again. The eight villages from all over the world are mixed up."
Hearing what Xikten said, the few enthusiastic young people who were still a little bit middle-class all felt an inexplicable sense of responsibility and honor.
Xu Wufu also looked like he wanted to fight for "honor", "Don't worry, I will ask my mother to go to other villages to talk about it later. This is what my mother is good at."
Other passionate young people:...
It feels like our fighting ability is not as good as that of an old woman!
Yun Shu, who now has extraordinary hearing and listened to the whole process:...
Thank your mother for me!
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